From the moment you hear my sultry voice, know that by the end of our conversation, I’ll own you. I’m the kind of woman that understands the power and control she can have over a man. We’ll get to know each other, you’ll confess your secrets to me, one by one, and slowly, seductively, I’ll take control of you…mind, body and soul.


You’ll be on your knees, begging to please me, whimpering as you hand your wallet up to me. Are you ready to enter into a life of servitude? From this point on, what’s yours will be MINE. That loaded bank account…the savings you have for your family…consider it all mine. I KNOW your weaknesses, how pathetic you are. I’ll take everything you have…slowly, methodically, and I’ll enjoy every minute of it.
I know that you crave the attentions of a beautiful, powerful woman. YOU know that the only way you’ll ever have that is to open your wallet. You’ll spend your free time thinking of me, craving to spoil me with your cash, your gifts…all for the chance to see me smile, to hear me tell you what a good little Wallet Slave you are. You’ll try to think of new ways to please me…all for the chance to stroke your sad, neglected dick as you kneel behind me, burying your face between my glorious ass cheeks…while I laugh and count the cash. It feels soooo good to give, doesn’t it?


Take note of my tribute buttons…my wish list. Be prepared to become familiar with them. Plan on buying my photos…and begging for more. Show me what an eager little piggy you can be…your new Mistress always rewards good behavior. Maybe I’ll raise the rate…just for you. Think how your cock will twitch, how it will ache, with every minute that ticks by, with every click of my tribute buttons. If I’m pleased…I may even let you experience the complete pleasure of orgasm…but only when I’m ready…and only after I’ve bled your wallet dry.